 O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.  The Etonian - Pagina 3131820Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed, Walter Blunt - 1822 - 430 pagina’s
...black, They coiled and swam; and e>ery track Was a Bash of golden fire. 0 happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love...around, flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the sun : Slmvly the sounds came back agaiq, Now mixed, now one by one. Sometimes a-dropping from the sky 1... | |
 | Winthrop Mackworth Praed, Walter Blunt - 1824 - 446 pagina’s
...things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gush'd from my heart, And I bless'd them unaware ! Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the sun : Slowly the sounds came back again. Now mix'd, now one by one. Sometimes a-droppiug from the sky 1 heard the sky-lark... | |
 | 1824 - 446 pagina’s
...things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare -. A spring of love gush'd from my heart, And I bless'd them unaware ! Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the sun : Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mix'd, now one by one. Sometimes a-droppiug from the sky I heard the sky-lark... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 pagina’s
...clustered round the mast ; Sweet sounds rose slowly through their mouths, And from their bodies passed. Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the Sun ; Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mixed, now one by one. Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark... | |
 | 1828 - 514 pagina’s
...black, They coiled and swam, and every track Was a flash of golden fire. O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love...gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware. Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And 1 blessed them unaware. The selfsame moment 1 could pray; And... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1828 - 386 pagina’s
...swam ; and every track Was a flash of golden fire. auty o happy living things ! no tongue happiness. Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, He biesseth And I blessed them unaware ? them in his heart. Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pagina’s
...mast; Street sounds rose slowly through their mouths, And from their bodies passed. Around, aronnd, freshness of a dream. It is not now as it ha« been of yore; — came back again, Now mixed, now one by one. Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I -heard the sky-lark... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 426 pagina’s
...every' track Was a flash of golden fire. and'thrir"''7 ^ naPPy living things ! no tongue happiness. Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : ' "' them in his heart. Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. The «peii... | |
 | 1829 - 558 pagina’s
...cluster'd round the mast ; Sweet sounds rose slowly through their mouths, And from their bodies pass'd. ' Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the sun ; Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mix'd, now one by one. ' Sometimes a dropping from the sky, I heard the sky-lark... | |
 | 1834 - 512 pagina’s
...of benevolence to his bosom, was forgiven. Of the sea-snakes he says, " O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. " The selfsame moment I could pray;... | |
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